Mr. Jiang held his breath on the spot.

From the airport to the inland sea, Su Mu enjoyed martial law throughout the journey.

A terrifying convoy of two hundred Huaqi cars stretched out for several kilometers and was escorted in a queue.

The real stars support the moon.

Mr. Ye sat quietly in the second car, holding the phone tightly with both hands, looking extremely nervous.

She quietly sent Su Mu a text message:

"What's your grandfather going to do the design? I'm a little scared."

Su Mu smiled bitterly himself.

He's a little bit furry, too.

The old man made such arrangements, so he was too solemn.

And behind this, there is obviously something unusual.

"It's okay, I'm there."

Mr. Ye slowly leaned his head against the seat, and his palms were sweating constantly.

She knew that no matter what her identity was, it was definitely a great honor to be able to enjoy such treatment.

All can be blown for a lifetime.

That shouldn't be the case.

Even if an ugly daughter-in-law meets her parents-in-law, she shouldn't have put on such a big scene.

This is more like...a kind of alienation respect.

Whether it is the man or the woman, if the family is too polite or too rude, there is only one meaning.

That is - not satisfied with you.

Could it be...!

Mr. Ye became more and more nervous.

How could this be a home banquet?

This is clearly the Hongmen Banquet.
Chapter completed!